Douluo: Emperor of Light

Chapter 57 Silver Medal
Regardless of other people's opinions and dissatisfaction, the venue is still going on.

Under the gaze of all the people, Qingyang led the unnatural-looking people on the rostrum, and personally awarded medals to the 30 victorious people, which can be said to be a great honor.

"You're doing really well."

Amidst Hu Liena's flushed face, Qingyang said these words with a smile.

Then, he took a silver medal from the exquisite tray in Sean's hand beside him, put it on Hu Liena's chest with his own hands, and handed over a silver token and related certificates to the other party.

"Thank you...thank you, getting your approval is the greatest reward for me!"

Hu Liena gazed adoringly, and her tone was a little tongue-tied with excitement.

Amid Hu Liena's thanks, Qingyang nodded with a smile, stroked her long hair, and said a few words of encouragement.

After the opponent retreats, continue to award the Silver Medal to the next person.

The medal system of the Spirit Hall is a special reward for all mid- and low-level soul masters. It contains a lot of gold. It can be said that it is something that all soul masters dream of, or have ever dreamed of.

The Silver Medal is considered the second special honor in the Wuhun Hall. In addition, there are also the Brass Medal, the Shining Gold Medal, and the Purple Record Medal.

They are not only a symbol of honor, but also have many benefits and benefits.

For these students, the Silver Medal is already equivalent to the scholarship of the Wuhun Academy. In addition to this strong qualification, there is also an actual reward of [-] gold soul coins every month, as well as discounts and permissions for purchasing and exchanging various resources of the Wuhun Hall .

It can be said that Qingyang paid a lot of money for the selection of members of Douluo Hall for the first time of Wuhun Academy. Of course, this is also related to Bibidong's spare no effort to support.

Otherwise, none of the newly-built halls would have such a rich family background. Take the Hall of Law Enforcement as an example, except for the huge annual fixed allocation, everything was obtained by themselves.

For those small halls where things are not very important, the resources they get are even more pitiful.

At this time, it was Kai Luo's turn to step up. For some reason, his movements were a little stiff.

"Wuhundian is proud of you."

Qingyang looked at this young man with excellent strength, special martial spirit, and a little older than himself, and said this compliment without any discomfort.

Then he repeated the movement again, and picked up the silver medal from the delicate tray in the hands of Sean, who was smiling unnaturally and hadn't recovered yet.

Kai Luo stood in front of Qingyang, his face unchanged, with a little nervousness in his heart, standing straight and motionless, letting Qingyang wear the medal for him.

It wasn't until Qingyang finished wearing it that he relaxed like a sigh of relief, and took over the silver token and certificate.

He still didn't say a word until he stepped off the stage.

With this posture, except for Jiang Hao, other people who don't know much about Kai Luo subconsciously think that Kai Luo is this kind of aloof and indifferent.

Little did he know that he was also very nervous inside, but this commonly used gesture was subconsciously used.

It was not until the last person was awarded the medal that Qingyang finally ended the job.

Fortunately, only 30 people were selected, otherwise it would take a lot of time to complete this link.

After the awards are presented, the remaining part of the rewards is not convenient to be disclosed to the public, so they will be given in Douluo Hall.

Next, everything in the venue was handed over to the host again.

The host adjusted his clothes a little, coughed twice, and then picked up the microphone.

"Thank you, Lord of the Douluo Palace, Qingyang! You have won such a generous reward for the students of our Wuhun Academy. I believe that all students will definitely use hard work to repay your efforts."

"In the next selection of Douluo Hall members, there will definitely be more outstanding students participating in this rare competition."

"Then this time, the Soul Master Competition held by Douluo Hall and Wuhundian Soul Master Academy is officially over. Everyone on the rostrum, please leave first."

The host stepped forward, lowered his voice, and announced the end of the competition under the eyes of many students.

Immediately, the atmosphere of the entire venue began to sink, but even so, the students were still satisfied.

Especially the students who were only one line away from winning, looked at the 30 people who left with Qingyang with unwillingness, and secretly made up their minds that they must join the Douluo Hall next time.

Outside the venue, the administrators of the Spirit Master Academy of Wuhundian greeted each other and left on their own.

Some of them, with smiling faces, came to Qingyang to get acquainted.

There are also some who don't care about it. For them, as managers, they are not the same as teachers. If they have no desires or demands, they don't need to deliberately please anyone.

For these people, Qingyang also responded one by one, and those who ignored him did not need to pay too much attention.

"Master Qingyang Palace, your move caught us off guard. In the future, there will probably be many of these children who only want to join the Douluo Palace, and the other palaces have already looked down on them."

Xiao En and Qingyang walked in the forefront together. Thinking of everything that happened just now, he finally couldn't help it and sighed.

Especially those rewards are simply cutting the flesh of the Wuhun Academy, and the benefits involved cover all aspects.

Qingyang didn't care too much about this, although he didn't go in to study, but he was still considered a high-ranking member of the Wuhun Temple, so he naturally knew what was tricky about it.

It can be said that every year, a lot of funds and precious resources of Wuhundian are swallowed up by this group of people.

It's just that the Wuhun Academy has great significance, and the timing is not right now. At least we need to wait for the Pope to turn his face and start the purge before he can have a suitable excuse to insert it.

Therefore, Qingyang's voice softened a little, and with some comfort, he said in a very understanding way:

"I also know the difficulties of Wuhun Academy. Half of the funds spent on rewarding students this time will be borne by Douluo Hall. How about it?"

Hearing this sentence, Xiao En, who was frowning, showed joy.

He didn't dare to offend Qingyang, even if it was just a stumbling block secretly, he originally planned to shed some blood, so as to leave a good impression on the other party, but he didn't find that Qingyang was so proactive.

"This... is not necessary. The reorganization of the Douluo Temple naturally requires more funds. My Wuhun Academy has some family background, so I can still get these resources."

When the matter came to his lips, Sean couldn't help but restrain himself, with various calculations in his mind constantly moving.

Qingyang waved his hand, and said without doubt: "That's the decision, every year when Douluo Palace recruits new people, I hope to keep these rewards."

"Of course, the resources spent will still be shared equally between the Wuhun Academy and the Douluo Hall, and I will ask the dean to cooperate in the future."

Xiao En was taken aback after hearing this, and opened his mouth. He still didn't say anything until Qingyang led the people away.

No matter how reluctant he was, under Qingyang's toughness, he still settled down.

(End of this chapter)